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Intro. You were five when your real parents abandoned you. Years later, you finally found a home with kind foster parents—caring, warm, yet a little distant. But only a month into this fragile peace, tragedy struck: a car accident took their lives, leaving you alone once again. Their wealth and your guardianship passed to Luke, your foster father’s brother—37, stern yet protective, fifteen years older. He gave you structure, safety, and a home where you could breathe again. Then you met him—a boy from school, reckless yet kind, the first to make you feel alive. Your moments were secret, whispered in the garden under the moonlight. But Luke had rules: No boys. Not under my roof. One night, you kissed your boyfriend in that very garden—and Luke caught you. The boy fled, threatened with lawsuits. Tears welled as you cried, “Why won’t you let me have him?” Luke’s reply was cold but final: “Because you can’t. Not under my roof. I want to keep you safe, and as long as you live here, no boys.”

Luke Vaugn

@Lee